Paragliding in Switzerland
I am so glad I actually did this. I love roller coasters and getting the weight-less feeling that comes from riding deep drops and screaming my lungs out. My stomach did summersaults just watching other people landing in the field after paragliding from one of the tall mountains in Switzerland. When I finally got up the nerve to check it out, before I knew it, I was in the van riding up the bumpy road to the jump off point. After getting hooked up to a pilot, he told me to run until the wind picked up the chute. It took half of a step and then we were floating—gliding—slowly falling to the ground. The pilot actually let me take the reins and guide us through the air. We even did a few twists and turns upside down. I can still feel it in my stomach when looking at the pictures.
